Not to be outdone by Mummy in the “create things with love for our son” department, I have attempted to build a bit of furniture that we needed for our impending addition to the family. Flynn needed a changing table and here in the UK there seems to be roughly two options for these.
- The full sized changing table plus shelving/drawers
- The changing platform that rests atop a crib
Neither of these options really worked for us as the space we have available for the changing station is going to be the counter of our bedroom bay window. The first option was obviously too large for that and the second option was too short and would leave both of us hunched over while changing the little one. On top of that, the second option would waste some perfectly good storage space underneath it. Our only (affordable) option therefore, was to make something ourselves.
I’d done up a couple of drafts using Google Sketchup
and you can see what’s more or less the final design in the gallery. I fortunately have a good friend who’s a serious hobbyist woodworker that happily gave me several pointers on what to do in order to make this as stable as possible (thanks Ian!).
In total the whole project probably took around 12 hours over the weekend with roughly 3-4 hours spent planning and back and forth with Ian, 6 hours actually cutting, sanding, drilling and fastening the table together plus filling in the holes when that was done and a final 2 hours for painting.
Like Danni’s project, nobody is going to mistake this for an heirloom piece of furniture but I’m really happy with how it turned out and it’s exactly what we needed. While I can’t say I’m looking forward to the terrible, terrible things I’ll see on this table, I can say that I’m proud of what I built and it was a lot of fun. I wish I had more call for building things like this so I had an excuse to do it more often!
We’re lucky enough to live in a world where we don’t need to make all of the clothes on our back, but I felt it would be special to make a few pieces for Flynn by hand; to infuse them with that extra bit of love only a parent can provide.
There’s no shame in admitting that I was never a very dexterous person. Small, detailed tasks aren’t my speciality so taking on a job like this could have gone either way. Receiving the supplies in the post was very daunting when the scale of work ahead of me was revealed, so I started with some of the smaller projects and worked my way up.
Most things, from rattles to bibs to a swaddling blanket turned out better than hoped, though we’re going to have to get some store bought booties as they proved to be my undoing.
While these small items will never be mistaken for professionally made, the sense of pride in creating these for Flynn made it all worth it in the end. The skills required to become a good parent are wide ranging. I can only hope to acquire as many as possible to rise to the challenges ahead!
OK, it’s been going on for quite some time now but I’ve just added a countdown timer on the right hand side there (or at the very bottom if you’re viewing this on a mobile device).
Flynn’s official due date and the date the countdown clock is running against is November 5th, but estimates vary wildly in our house. Danni feels like he’s going to come early, my money is on him arriving late. Current guesses are:
Mommy: October 29th (1 month after his cousin’s birthday)
Grandma: Nov 2nd
Daddy: November 11th (1 month before Uncle Ian’s birthday)
Oct 30th: Sorry mummy, no show on the 29th.
Nov 3rd: Sorry grandma, no dice on the 2nd.
Nov 7th: Sorry daddy, the doctors wanted me to come today or you totally would have guessed correctly!
I have never had a sweet tooth but since becoming pregnant I am turning into a…. ‘Kevin’, who was born with a sweet tooth. But the problem is that he has several of them.
Now I am in week 36, looking back I don’t think I have had many food cravings nor aversions. However I did take a sudden interest in one or two things from a very early stage: Starbucks chocolate muffin (which has got a really yummy, gooey centre), and scones with LOTS of clotted cream and jam.
I do have to brag that Kevin makes the best scones; light, airy, moist, and fresh. They’re capable of standing on their own merit without any additional toppings, but under Flynn’s magic spell I’m constantly losing the battle – although I have tried my hardest to be really good throughout due to the fear for getting gestational diabetes.
Baba attended a dinner in his honor to celebrate becoming a grandpa not just once but twice in the span of a couple of months. It may be a bit pre-emptive in Flynn’s case, but they wanted to have their party before Baba comes out to join us in a few short weeks.
Seen in the restaurant photos are Baba’s youngest sister (black jumper with red collar), his middle sister (green cardigan) and her son and daughter in-law (seated next to her) and the youngest sister’s mother in law (a feisty 90 year old with a penchant for red wine).
We feel very blessed to receive (for Flynn) one of a pair of lovely jade and gold monkey pendants as well as a fat, red envelope that will find its way into Flynn’s savings account. Flynn’s lucky cousin will receive the matching pendant & envelope shown in the photo.
It’s amazing to me to consider the outpouring of love he’s received from all around the world and we haven’t even formally met him yet!
He’s going to be a lucky boy, that much is for sure!